19: Wading in Vitriol

terminal 0

unfinished

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brk ovrrd

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I've been sifting through millions of pages of documents on the Pfhor network ever since I gained control of it, searching for any reference to the physical appearance of the Pfhor high council. Unfortunately for you, it doesn't appear that the Pfhor have kept any record of what the high council looks like. As usual, you'll have to go in with guns blazing and hope for the best.

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During my extensive search of the Pfhor database, I was able to identify the origin of the S'pht'Kr-like alien cyborgs you've been encountering. Apparently the S'pht rebellion aboard the Marathon made the Pfhor very hesitant to use the S'pht for slave labor on Pfhor Prime, so Pfhor scientists developed a genetic hybrid between the S'pht and the Pfhor. These creatures are partially mechanical, but mostly organic.

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brk ovrrd

success

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brink_excursion

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Leela would be proud of you. She always had a special thing for you, her knight in shining armor. After nigh-singlehandedly saving the Marathon and rescuing its colonists from the harsh life of a subservient Pfhor slave race, it's little wonder she wanted to keep you all for herself.

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Then again, I can hardly blame her. We've accomplished so much since then... if you had stayed with her, wouldn't you have missed reading my rampant poetic messages to you in the dark halls of the Marathon, or our resurrection of the eleventh S'pht clan and crippling of Battle Group Seven? I've tried to keep you busy, and Leela would've probably returned you to guard duty in some outerworld colony.

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The UESC invasion force is landing in the central Pfhor Prime metropolis as we speak. I think they'll be pleasantly surprised to find the situation planetside well under control. No rest for the weary, however; you and I are needed far from this toppling empire. Ancient S'pht myth has long foretold the existence of a great tear connecting another reality to our own. I already know where our search will begin. See you in no time, old friend.

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acropolis_piltdown

# t
<teleport to level 36>

terminal 1

unfinished

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sdøgren

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Protection Mandate origin: Pfhor High Command destin: all available units ref: grave danger stamp: command directive All units of command rank or below are to congregate in accordance with Disarray Plan as discussed in stamp: emergency procedures. Rogue conditioned unit continues to make advances deep into the Pfhor High Citadel, and should be stopped at all costs. Disobedience of this order will result in the maximum societal and physical punishments.

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success

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brink_excursion

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Leela would be proud of you. She always had a special thing for you, her knight in shining armor. After nigh-singlehandedly saving the Marathon and rescuing its colonists from the harsh life of a subservient Pfhor slave race, it's little wonder she wanted to keep you all for herself.

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Then again, I can hardly blame her. We've accomplished so much since then... if you had stayed with her, wouldn't you have missed reading my rampant poetic messages to you in the dark halls of the Marathon, or our resurrection of the eleventh S'pht clan and crippling of Battle Group Seven? I've tried to keep you busy, and Leela would've probably returned you to guard duty in some outerworld colony.

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The UESC invasion force is landing in the central Pfhor Prime metropolis as we speak. I think they'll be pleasantly surprised to find the situation planetside well under control. No rest for the weary, however; you and I are needed far from this toppling empire. Ancient S'pht myth has long foretold the existence of a great tear connecting another reality to our own. I already know where our search will begin. See you in no time, old friend.

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acropolis_piltdown

# t
<teleport to level 36>

terminal 2

unfinished

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785uhs

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Protection Mandate origin: Pfhor High Command destin: all available units ref: grave danger stamp: command directive All units of command rank or below are to congregate in accordance with Disarray Plan as discussed in stamp: emergency procedures. Rogue conditioned unit continues to make advances deep into the Pfhor High Citadel, and should be stopped at all costs. Disobedience of this order will result in the maximum societal and physical punishments.

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785uhs

success

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brink_excursion

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Leela would be proud of you. She always had a special thing for you, her knight in shining armor. After nigh-singlehandedly saving the Marathon and rescuing its colonists from the harsh life of a subservient Pfhor slave race, it's little wonder she wanted to keep you all for herself.

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Then again, I can hardly blame her. We've accomplished so much since then... if you had stayed with her, wouldn't you have missed reading my rampant poetic messages to you in the dark halls of the Marathon, or our resurrection of the eleventh S'pht clan and crippling of Battle Group Seven? I've tried to keep you busy, and Leela would've probably returned you to guard duty in some outerworld colony.

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The UESC invasion force is landing in the central Pfhor Prime metropolis as we speak. I think they'll be pleasantly surprised to find the situation planetside well under control. No rest for the weary, however; you and I are needed far from this toppling empire. Ancient S'pht myth has long foretold the existence of a great tear connecting another reality to our own. I already know where our search will begin. See you in no time, old friend.

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acropolis_piltdown

# t
<teleport to level 36>

terminal 3

unfinished

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wrnng#422

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The door wouldn't open? Couldn't you just blast it?

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<tag 1>

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There. I've opened it for you. Now go.

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wrnng#422

success

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brink_excursion

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Leela would be proud of you. She always had a special thing for you, her knight in shining armor. After nigh-singlehandedly saving the Marathon and rescuing its colonists from the harsh life of a subservient Pfhor slave race, it's little wonder she wanted to keep you all for herself.

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Then again, I can hardly blame her. We've accomplished so much since then... if you had stayed with her, wouldn't you have missed reading my rampant poetic messages to you in the dark halls of the Marathon, or our resurrection of the eleventh S'pht clan and crippling of Battle Group Seven? I've tried to keep you busy, and Leela would've probably returned you to guard duty in some outerworld colony.

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The UESC invasion force is landing in the central Pfhor Prime metropolis as we speak. I think they'll be pleasantly surprised to find the situation planetside well under control. No rest for the weary, however; you and I are needed far from this toppling empire. Ancient S'pht myth has long foretold the existence of a great tear connecting another reality to our own. I already know where our search will begin. See you in no time, old friend.

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acropolis_piltdown

# t
<teleport to level 36>

terminal 4

unfinished

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alert#4337

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Protection Mandate origin: Pfhor High Command destin: all available units ref: grave danger stamp: command directive All units of command rank or below are to congregate in accordance with Disarray Plan as discussed in stamp: emergency procedures. Rogue conditioned unit continues to make advances deep into the Pfhor High Citadel, and should be stopped at all costs. Disobedience of this order will result in the maximum societal and physical punishments.

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alert#4337

success

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brink_excursion

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Leela would be proud of you. She always had a special thing for you, her knight in shining armor. After nigh-singlehandedly saving the Marathon and rescuing its colonists from the harsh life of a subservient Pfhor slave race, it's little wonder she wanted to keep you all for herself.

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Then again, I can hardly blame her. We've accomplished so much since then... if you had stayed with her, wouldn't you have missed reading my rampant poetic messages to you in the dark halls of the Marathon, or our resurrection of the eleventh S'pht clan and crippling of Battle Group Seven? I've tried to keep you busy, and Leela would've probably returned you to guard duty in some outerworld colony.

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The UESC invasion force is landing in the central Pfhor Prime metropolis as we speak. I think they'll be pleasantly surprised to find the situation planetside well under control. No rest for the weary, however; you and I are needed far from this toppling empire. Ancient S'pht myth has long foretold the existence of a great tear connecting another reality to our own. I already know where our search will begin. See you in no time, old friend.

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acropolis_piltdown

# t
<teleport to level 36>

terminal 5

unfinished

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expd#5487

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Protection Mandate origin: Pfhor High Command destin: all available units ref: grave danger stamp: command directive All units of command rank or below are to congregate in accordance with Disarray Plan as discussed in stamp: emergency procedures. Rogue conditioned unit continues to make advances deep into the Pfhor High Citadel, and should be stopped at all costs. Disobedience of this order will result in the maximum societal and physical punishments.

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expd#5487

success

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brink_excursion

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Leela would be proud of you. She always had a special thing for you, her knight in shining armor. After nigh-singlehandedly saving the Marathon and rescuing its colonists from the harsh life of a subservient Pfhor slave race, it's little wonder she wanted to keep you all for herself.

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Then again, I can hardly blame her. We've accomplished so much since then... if you had stayed with her, wouldn't you have missed reading my rampant poetic messages to you in the dark halls of the Marathon, or our resurrection of the eleventh S'pht clan and crippling of Battle Group Seven? I've tried to keep you busy, and Leela would've probably returned you to guard duty in some outerworld colony.

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The UESC invasion force is landing in the central Pfhor Prime metropolis as we speak. I think they'll be pleasantly surprised to find the situation planetside well under control. No rest for the weary, however; you and I are needed far from this toppling empire. Ancient S'pht myth has long foretold the existence of a great tear connecting another reality to our own. I already know where our search will begin. See you in no time, old friend.

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acropolis_piltdown

# t
<teleport to level 36>

terminal 6

unfinished

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time to give a big hand to the man in the arena, mr lund over there. he's the real driving force behind the completion and success of this scenario in more ways than i can count. if anyone deserves the gold star for the way this whole thing turned out, it's chris. thanks for putting up with me dude. how about another round of retexturing? :)

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I don't know if you've read the book Ishmael by Daniel Quinn, but it begins with a classified ad: TEACHER SEEKS PUPIL Must have an earnest desire to  save the world. Apply in person. dscottbrown.com

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i hope you've enjoyed our little project, i know it's been a blast for me to help make. keep on vidding. scott

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No, this is not what lutefisk looks like, even though I did seriously consider putting a picture of lutefisk here. So here's the ceremonial round of long and boring thankyous: -Scott Brown, for being such a picky bastard. If it wasn't for him the monsters of Rubicon would have been of the "it looks good if you squint" quality. -Sean Wallich, for giving us server space for what must have felt like forever to someone that young. ;) -Dan Rudolph, for starting the Salinger Incident so long ago, thus dragging me into

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the frustrating amazing and wonderful world of scenario making. DOA - who made two great solo levels and a bucketload of network levels and had to leave because he got himself a life. Olivier Jansem - who gave us the new pistol and had to leave because he got a life. Grag - who gave us lots of great 3d renderings and then just left. Elohymn Vilhaven - who gave us the title theme and the Ascension theme. She left 'cuz she finished what she came for. Tim Thomas - who gave us two of his trademark Insane Mazes. Once again, Real Life cost us a good contributor.

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Also worthy of mention are our betatesters (in no particular order): Jane Davison, Rainer Udelhoven, and Candace Sherriff. C Lund clund@notam.uio.no 29.08.00

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First off, thanks to Scott for involving me in this wonderful project, even when it become apparent I possessed no actual skills. Then, thanks go to clund- who never EVER screamed in our presence after being asked to retexture ANOTHER level to meet the new texture set (we did this about 5 times I think?)

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Other thanks go to the people I actually know in real life, who put up with me on a day to day basis: Sarah, Michele, Micah, Heather, Emma, Danielle, Kris, Megan, Brian & Brian, Akiyo, Linda, Leyna, Jamin, Dori, and Ashley This is Sean signing off.. may marathon live in the hearts of a true vidmaster forever and never be forgotten.

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My part in Rubicon started back in 1996 when, impressed by the work of other mapmakers, I decided to make a scenario of my own. I turned out to be a frankly crappy mapmaker, and then the long string of team members and mergers began. What you're playing now is the end result of at least three scenarios and dozens of contributors. Most of the work was done by Chris Lund and D. Scott Brown, as I had few applicable skills. Props also to my dad, who let me use his computer until I got my own and ig98 who ran the Hotline server. Hope you enjoyed Rubicon. Please send fan/hate mail. Just so long as we know you're playing. Dan "7thFace" Rudolph Ace_of_Sevens@mac.com

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But wait...

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But wait... There's more...

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Welcome to the final secret level of Rubicon X. What will you find here, do you think?

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Welcome to the final secret level of Rubicon X. What will you find here, do you think? Synonyms:   annihilation, demise, destruction, dissolution, doom, expiration, extermination, extinction, finish, passing, ruin, ruination

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The escape key is your way out.

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The escape key is your way out. No? Suit yourself.

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be.afraid.be.very.afraid.

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<teleport to level 75>

terminal 7

unfinished

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IMMDT.DNGR.38752

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Hmmm... They don't look quite the way I imagined. I wonder what those curious energy balls they sit on are for. Have you found them all? Are you sure? I'm not. Keep looking.

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brk.ovrrd.out

success

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brink_excursion

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Leela would be proud of you. She always had a special thing for you, her knight in shining armor. After nigh-singlehandedly saving the Marathon and rescuing its colonists from the harsh life of a subservient Pfhor slave race, it's little wonder she wanted to keep you all for herself.

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Then again, I can hardly blame her. We've accomplished so much since then... if you had stayed with her, wouldn't you have missed reading my rampant poetic messages to you in the dark halls of the Marathon, or our resurrection of the eleventh S'pht clan and crippling of Battle Group Seven? I've tried to keep you busy, and Leela would've probably returned you to guard duty in some outerworld colony.

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The UESC invasion force is landing in the central Pfhor Prime metropolis as we speak. I think they'll be pleasantly surprised to find the situation planetside well under control. No rest for the weary, however; you and I are needed far from this toppling empire. Ancient S'pht myth has long foretold the existence of a great tear connecting another reality to our own. I already know where our search will begin. See you in no time, old friend.

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acropolis_piltdown

# t
<teleport to level 36>